Saturday, September 10, 2016

Rubbish Creepycous-cous*


 
The detritus from her party was scooped up. Burst balloons, paper plates, cake crumbs and unwanted party favours. Tangled up amidst torn and crumpled pass-the-parcel wrapping paper and shiny gold ribbon tied to deflated balloons was her doll, the one she'd had since her last party.
  All of it went in the bin.
  The next morning, the binman arrived and began to empty the rubbish bins. From a tear in a cheap black plastic binbag fell a forlorn doll, with cake crumbs and butter icing dulling its glossy hair, and jelly and icecream stains on its pretty little summer dress. The binman picked up the doll and looked into its cold plastic eyes.
  Then he set her down and watched as she hesitantly crossed the path and ran off into the woods. The binman gave a little smile and then resumed his work, humming a poor rendition of a TV show theme tune as he did so.




* Because I don't like pasta, remember?!

17 comments:

  1. This post rivals Poetry and all masters of creepy writing, I'm really impressed, Inexplicable.
    Have you been summoning Iris Murdoch again?

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    1. Why, thank you, Hound. I'd not heard of Iris Murdoch, but having just googled her, I now feel ashamed that she'd managed to pass under my radar. I must look into rectifying that.

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  2. Finally! Chucky might get some...

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    1. Oog. I hope they don't breeed.

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    2. I don't know why I put an extra e in breed?

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    1. Crossroads, I believe? But then again, it could have been Minder - he can't carry a tune.

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  4. ♪ ♫ If you go out in the woods today,
    You'd better not go alone.
    It's lovely out in the woods today,
    But safer to stay at home. ♪ ♫

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    1. I'm sure this was no teddy bear's picnic!

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  5. There used to be a rubbish truck in Belgravia whose grille was decorated with discarded dolls.Weirdest thing, to see this smelly ol' garbage collection with all these bride dolls and kewpie dolls, in their tatty dresses, wired across the radiator.

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    1. How creepy?! Sounds a bit Mad Max-ish.

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  6. That doll looks how I feel :-)
    Sx

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    1. Oh, dear. You've been overdosing on all that cake, haven't you?

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  7. That doll will come back to haunt you, mark my words. I hope you have one of your spells at the ready.

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    1. And its friends! I'm sure there's quite the little enclave out in the woods by now.

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  8. Of course he humms the Missisippi Waltz as used in the opening of the Ernie Kovacs Show.

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    1. Oh, so that's what it was! Not Corssroads at all.

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